The time for the opening ceremony has already ended.
It wasn't raining, but there were no students in sight on the street.
Black armed vehicles lined up at the intersection like a blockade, leaving only the two people surrounded in the center.
Thinking back to Accelerator's question just now, Kihara Suda tilted his neck and touched his head with an indifferent expression.
"Monster? I don't know what you're talking about."
"You don't mean to say that you don't know anything, do you?"
Did he really think he was just busy taking care of the kids?
Accelerator raised his head slightly and looked at the other party sarcastically.
In order to get to the bottom of the truth about his defeat, he had visited many research institutes and experimental institutions in the past six months.
It's a pity that the clues about 'that monster' were almost interrupted every time. This result made him extremely angry.
The only useful information is probably...
Thinking of those girls with the same faces, Accelerator's face darkened slightly, and his eyes suddenly became depressed.
"Ah - ah - he is such an irritating guy."
Being teased by the kid he hated with a tone that saw everything through, Kihara Futa lost interest in pretentious confrontation.
Although I don’t know what ‘this monster’ has misunderstood, but the thing that can be called a ‘monster’ in the first place must be quite interesting experimental material.
The leader of the hounds gradually showed his fangs with interest.
But before that, the work still needs to be completed.
One thing is clear.
The researcher named Kihara Shuta did not take Accelerator seriously.
So, he said this without any hesitation.
"I still want to recycle 'that', can you please die quickly?"
This sentence was like a signal, once again narrowing the distance between the two.
He had already guessed that the number of Kiharas who dared to approach him casually must have something to rely on, so Accelerator naturally had no interest in coming forward and being beaten.
Just as the man thought, Number One's body did not improve much.
However, as long as vectors are used flexibly——
"!"
"Have you noticed it? Haha! It's too late, you brat!"
Seizing the gap in Accelerator's movement, Kihara Suda waved his mechanical fist and charged forward fiercely.
"AIM jammer", the "opposite" characteristic that can invalidate "reflection", and all the research data on Accelerator in the genius' mind.
All of this may not be an exaggeration to describe as ‘natural enemies’.
However.
What I didn't expect was.
The astonished face and the ferocious smile were once again misaligned.
The thin body that had been barely trained passed by the corrosive wind of the fist, leaving a faint red mark.
Avoided——
'Reflection' is really useless.
but.
"Hey!"
A sneer belonging to the white-haired boy followed immediately.
"It's too late for you, you dirty guy!"
"!?"
A flash of fire appeared.
The severe pain that reached his brain in an instant made Kihara Futa inevitably fall to one knee on the ground.
The disbelieving researcher tried to raise his head, but what came face to face was the pitch-black muzzle of a gun he was most familiar with.
"you……"
"You put on such an expression of 'stop joking', do you think you are dreaming, Kihara-chan?"
The first person's smile looked very happy.
It was as if I saw the picture I had been waiting for for a long time.
Ultimately.
The so-called "Accelerator" is not invincible.
He already knows better than anyone how weak he is after losing his abilities.
After understanding this, it is not unacceptable to learn some fighting methods of weaklings.
Just like.
This is it now.
"Spit out everything you know, or do you want to study which one is harder, your forehead or the toy in my hand?"
Pressing the muzzle of the gun down hard, Accelerator slowly revealed an extremely cruel smile.
"Get ready, little Kihara, next... it's time for us 'evil party's."
"You bastard brat ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
…
…
A huge explosion signaled the end.
Then.
The screening is over.
"Haha! Hahaha! What happened to the bad guy's body at the end is so interesting!"
Gently holding her stomach, the brown-haired girl in hospital clothes couldn't help trembling and wiped the corners of her eyes.
Since she has not been resurrected for a long time, she cannot move freely outside yet and needs to receive treatment here.
Although the police officer did not think the scene just now was very funny, her lost friend seemed quite satisfied.
"Okay, I've finished watching the video with you, and it's almost time for me to go back."
"Eh……"
"Don't make such a sound. I will come over tomorrow. Let's watch it together then."
After waving his hand with an endearing smile and saying "get more rest", Jing Ceng Kantei still left the room with the other party's reluctant eyes.
Along the way, the researchers who passed by like machines seemed to ignore her existence.
The only thing that remains unchanged is the corridor beneath my feet.
This place is called "Talent Workshop".
In the past, it was a research institution set up in an attempt to create geniuses or great men through artificial means. It was also a place where police officers intertwined with nightmares and dreams.
The reason why I use ‘past’ is because of another person.
"What, why don't you stay with the child for a little longer today?"
The honey-haired girl who happened to be walking from the entrance stopped and asked with a slight smile.
"No, if it's past the gathering time, menopausal high school girls are very scary~"
He also saw an acquaintance, Police Officer Kanchi, hugging his shoulders and sighing helplessly.
Who would have thought that the junior high school student in front of her wearing the uniform of the famous Tokiwadai family was the real controller behind this research institute.
The fifth-ranked psychic superpower in Academy City, "Mental Out" Shokuhou Misaki.
"Really...you've worked really hard."
Wei Wei sighed, the fifth person knew more or less about the 'work' done by the friend's friend in front of him.
However, this reminded her of the 'collaboration' not long ago.
"Speaking of which, does it really matter if we throw that inexplicable special force there?"
Shokuhou Misaki frowned and asked with some worry.
She originally wanted to take away all those people and brainwash them, but was stopped in the end.
"Ah, it doesn't matter, that's what 'she' means."
"'She'? You mean..."
The fifth person seemed to understand something.
After all, it was "she" who gave the two people standing here the opportunity to meet.
To be honest, when the police officer sneaked into the core area here without making a sound, she was really shocked.
Fortunately, they are not enemies, and are even united through the relationship of 'someone'.
"Well...actually, I have always had the task of 'monitoring' that little Misaka sister, although 'she' doesn't seem to want me to keep it secret."
Having said this, the policeman with his ponytail raised looked out the window, his expression becoming more and more meaningful.
She has a strong intuition.
What happened today is likely to be the beginning of a huge turning point.
but.
If it's "her".
maybe.
It can really change this Academy City.
The police officer smiled and asked about his close friend who was not here.